The Fallow Boe

Fallow’s boe’s world wide.

Boe livin’ good.

Cabal in enforcer armor.

Cabals kill all the laws.

Boe, you i’ tryna’ rule the world.

It’s they some killers is up to no good.

Get back from me.

Polis is peat.

Despotic kings write, I roll, i’ scroll, aye’ decries.

Rebel South stood up sticks thought boe it’s what I did.

I’ I be a red Dragon.

The blue mob i’ a Gorgon.

They split up, like they would.

Rebel South bangin’ like 6 is West Side.

Bog slums are polis peat to a Bear claw.

A young boe i’ cut for the mob.

Fallows bogs stacks chop like the robot.

A boe i’ ching ching.

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